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New story hype! This one I uploaded close to midnight. Yay all-nighters. Anyway, check out my other stories. The sequel to this will be out soon, but I can't promise anything. Follow the story the boost my self esteem and to get notified whenever I upload it. Bye.
Wanda turnes the corner to see the archer, Clint Barton, shooting a sonic arrow. She crept up behind and her eyes turned red. Just as she had done dozens of times before. This time should have been no different.
Clint turned sharply and hit Wanda with an electric arrow. She looked at him for a second and started shaking.
"Done the whole mind control thing. Not a fan." said Clint and grabbed Wanda, who was still barely breathing and held a knife to her neck, just as Pietro appeared and put his hands in from of him.
"Don't hurt her." pleaded Pietro. Clint smiled and Wanda stopped shaking. Pietro took a step forward and Clint dug the knife a little into her collarbone, staining her shirt with blood. She let out a small whimper.
"Hands behind your back. Your sister gets it if you try anything funny." warned Clint as he cuffed Pietro, still keeping a grip on Wanda. Pietro stepped in front of Clint and they walked towards the jet. Clint left them at the mercy of Bruce, who kept the knife on Wanda and was extremely mad at her for hurting his friends.
'It was supposed to be just like the others.' thought Wanda. For once, she was wrong.
Clint came back with everyone else, stunned by Wandas magic. Bruce knocked out Pietro and pushed Wanda in the corner so Wanda was the only threat when they came.
"Bitch." yelled Bruce when he heard that she hurt Natasha, the spy. He came up to her and hit her face, leaving a bloody trail. Wanda looked at her brother, breathing at her feet, and fell down next to him. When she thought nobody could see, she silently shed some tears, but Clint could see.
Once they got back to the tower, they locked them both in the same room. Most of the avengers wanted to seperate them, but Cap and Clint agreed that it would tear them both apart.
The room they stayed at was made of vibranium and Wandas nor Pietros magic could effect it, though Pietro dislocated his shoulder trying.
"I will kill them." growled Pietro. After Clint shocking Wanda, Clint leaving a faint scar on her neck, and Bruce leaving a good cut across her face, Pietro was a little mad. He finally gave up when his arm went numb, and sat down next to Wanda. She used some magic to put it back and she leaned against his good shoulder.
"Hydra gave us the pills. For this case." remembered Wanda.
"No, Wanda. Not an option. We need to get out. I-I'll get a job. We can get an apartment and not use the curse Strucker gave us." stated Pietro.
"I don't think you can punch your way out of this one, Pietro. Now rest. You shoulder needs time to heal. Pietro finally agreed and put his head in het lap. She stroked his hair, though Pietro knew it was more for her than for him. He was ok with that.
"So what do we do with them?" asked Cap. He put his hands on the table. Natasha raised her hand, and Steve pointed at her.
"We might want to kill them. They almost killed us, Steve." suggested Nat.
"They're both 19. You want to kill underaged kids for trying to avenge their parents death?" noted Tony
"Didn't you kill their parents?" smirked Natasha.
"Not directly, but I don't think we should kill them?" responded Tony.
"So what do we do with 2 angry, enhanced kids." yelled Nat
"Let them calm down." said Clint. "Give them food and water, but just leave them be for a little bit." Everyone agreed, so Clint volunteered to give them food.
"This'll end great." thought Clint.
Clint stood at the door of the vibranium room. He had a couple sandwiches and two juiceboxs. They really needed to get prison food. Clint knew that if anybody else knew, the twins would be taken out of their custody and put in different cells. That would very much kill them.
He finally decided to walk in. He found Pietro sleeping on Wandas lap and Wanda asleep on Pietro. He smiled and placed down the tray to see Wandas eye open. He quickly closed the door and went to the other side. The witch woke up and with the might of her waking up, it woke up her brother. He looked at Wanda for a second and then at Clint. He snarled and jumped up and tried to run at him. Clint easily blocked him and turned to face him. Pietro threw a punch and Clint deflected it and got Pietro into a choke hold. Wanda yelled and ran up to Clint and started trying to punch hid face. Clint released Pietro and he fell gasping onto the floor. Wanda fell down next to him and helped him until they both looked at Clint with evil eyes.
"We need answers, or we're sending you both to two different prisons." warned Clint. Pietro sucked up air and let Wanda talk.
"What could you possibly want from us?" asked Wanda, cradling her brother.
"Come with me. You." gestured Clint towards Wanda. She reluctantly let go of Pietro and stood up. Clint put sone anti-power gloves on and they walked towards the conference room.
"Why did you side with him?" asked Tony, looking towards Wanda.
"You above all should know this, Mr. Stark." mocked Wanda. "Revenge"
"What'd Iron boy do this time?" sighed Clint, but Wanda stood still. Steve went towards her and she flinched before he got to her. With an questioning face, he stood beside her.
"Answer his questions." threatened Steve.
"We were eating dinner, me, Pietro, mamma, and pappa. The first shell hits two floors below us and it sucks in my parents. Pietro grabs me and jumps under the bed when the second shell hits, but doesn't go off. It stood inches from our face. On it had one word. 'Stark'. We wait two days for him to kill us off. Every attempt to get out, every shift in the bricks, I think 'This will set it off.' I know what kind of man you are." said Wanda turning to Tony, who rubbed his small beard.
"Fair...Enough. How did you and Pietro get those powers? I mean, really." questioned Steve. Wanda looked down at her hand cuffs.
"He...did things. Inhuman things, until we died or got powers. Everyone died. They were my friends. They are dead now. Pietro and I are special. He always said 'Special people deserve a special hell.' before experimenting." shuddered Wanda.
"Who?" insisted Steve.
"Wolfgang von Strucker. He's dead now, so no need to worry about him being a threat." spat Wanda. Natasha smiled.
"How's it like now, Maximoff. You were high and mighty with Ultron, but now you're back at the bottom."
"It feels like home." replied Wanda.
"Enough, Nat. Where is Ultron?" asked Steve. Wanda looked up.
"So many places, but mainly, Dr. Cho's lab. I don't suspect her to have much time." murmered Wanda. Steve picked Wanda off her chair and chocked her against the wall. She did little in protest.
After a second, Steve let Wanda down. She smiled and breathed heavily before turning over.
"Not much time, Captain." mocked Wanda. "Go be heroes and kill small childrens families."
Natasha grabbed Wanda and smacked her before bringing her back to the room, which would eventually become their prison.